Michael Scott

Sex teacher

CHAPTER ONE

BOY HUNGRY

Lying completely nude on her bed, Angela Sutherland felt as though her soft skin were on fire. From her fingertips to her hot, swollen nipples down to her damp, smoldering cunt, every voluptuously curved inch of her body tingled, the flesh seared by a maddening, insistent internal heat.

She groped with trembling fingers for a cigarette from the pack on the nightstand, and noticed the illuminated dial of her alarm clock. It was three o'clock in the morning, the middle of another sleepless, sexually frustrated night.

Angela thought about the thick ten-inch plastic vibrating dildo in her dresser drawer and she sucked greedily on the cigarette – she thought about the device and the temporary relief it could give her. It had already deflowered her, technically speaking, although she had never had sex with a man.

Then, inevitably, she thought about the man, or rather boy, nearest to her in the lonely night, the one whose cock might do the job. There was a healthy nineteen-year-old stud in the very next bedroom.

"All these years," she whispered to herself in the dark bedroom. "All these Goddamned lost, wasted years… my whole fucking life… without sex, without a man… a man! God – how I hunger for one now!"

And all she had to do to appease that raging hunger in her loins was to get up, go down the hall, quietly enter the adjoining bedroom, and get in bed beside the slumbering boy.

Well, it wouldn't be quite that simple, she feared. For one thing, her frustration throughout her adult life had left Angela feverishly aroused – all the time, but especially at night, when she was alone and in bed and an easy prey to horny, pornographically abandoned thoughts.

She was a prim, respectable spinster – a college teacher in this small town on the California coast, about a hundred miles north of Los Angeles. The swinging L.A. lifestyle hadn't penetrated as far as this backwater community yet, and it might never get that far.

In a conservative town the size of hers, word that she was fucking a nineteen-year-old college student could spread like wildfire, and her reputation, to say nothing of her job, would be shot to hell.

The boy Angela wanted to ball was named Derek; he was nice, well-mannered, and not loud or brash like most of the kids his age she knew. Angela was obsessed with him, specifically with his body and cock… she could barely keep her eyes off his bulging crotch ever since the afternoon she had rented him a room in her house. Christ, he was hung!

He, in turn, had tried to keep his gaze off her lushly rounded figure; but she knew he could see through her disguise – and that he liked what he saw! Even with her long dark hair prudishly pulled back in a bun, and the shapeless sacklike dresses she usually wore, the teacher couldn't hide her firm jutting breasts, sexy ass, and elegantly tapered legs.

For the past eight years, Angela had spent virtually all of her spare time caring for her invalid father. That was why she had stayed in this small town, instead of trying to find a job at a larger and more prestigious college.

Just two months ago, her father had passed away, leaving her alone in the huge Victorian house in the middle of the town. And then the long, hot, restless nights of fantasizing had gotten worse.

The thirty-one-year-old Angela had taken her own virginity with the dildo, then desperately and lustfully fucked herself to exhaustion with it, night after night, for weeks on end… but she wanted something else to ease her loneliness.

She had two spare bedrooms, she realized, so why shouldn't she do what many of her neighbors did and rent them out to some boarders – college kids?

The first person to answer the ad she'd put in the local paper had been a drab middle-aged woman; Angela quickly told her the rooms were already rented. One frustrated old maid on the premises was already one too many!

Then her luck had changed for the better the afternoon Derek had rung her bell and asked about the room. He was tall, good-looking, sexy, just entering college – already a man, despite his youth. The horny teacher eagerly lowered the rent by twenty dollars a months just to get him to take the room next to hers!

Simply having him around the house was a turn-on for her; but it wasn't long before Angela's body ached for her to realize her lurid erotic fantasies, now that she had a suitable potential partner.

Angela stubbed out her cigarette without finishing it. Nicotine wasn't helping her any tonight. And sleep seemed impossible for her now.

Nervously, she got up and walked naked down the hallway, passing Derek's door. Her full breasts ached. Her nerve faltered, and she retreated into the bathroom at the end of the corridor, staring at herself in the full-length mirror there.

With her long shimmering hair down around her bare shoulders, she reeked with sensuality; but she barely recognized the woman in the mirror as herself.

Her wide brown eyes drank in the sight of her proudly erect, creamy-skinned breasts, crowned with two large russet nipples – her narrow waist – her softly curved hips. The silken tangle of her dark pubic hair was matted and gleaming with her excitement, the lips of her pussy looked unusually turgid and dark-flushed, and Angela had to fight an urge to start finger-fucking herself right there in front of the well-lit mirror. She decided, why cheat herself out of a potent young cock that was only a few steps away, waiting for her?

"God, I want to fuck and suck!" the young woman whispered out loud, the throbbing deep in her wet vagina becoming a wild jungle rhythm of animalistic lusts. Her aching, trembling body felt ripe for fucking – to the point of bursting from the pressure after a decade and more of frustration.

She was afraid, that if she bottled up her violent desires any longer she would literally lose her mind! The sex madness would consume her completely from deep within her body… and make her truly depraved, reckless, pleasure-hungry.

Her eyes suddenly blazed wide with decision. To hell with small-town morality and the risks. To hell with her reputation and her career! She was a woman like any other. She needed sex – raw, hot, thrillingly satisfying sex, hour after hour, night after night – and she would risk anything and everything to get it, and now.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Angela went directly to the boy's bedroom, opened the door, walked in, and closed it noiselessly after her.

Derek was lying underneath a thin cotton sheet in the warm, sticky summer night; the bedroom was only half-dark because of a street light outside the window, and Angela could see how the sheet molded itself to Derek's muscular naked body, covering him only from the waist down.

Panting with a mixture of terror and lustful hope, she sat on the edge of his bed, slowly pulling the sheet down to expose his crotch and thighs. His sleeping penis looked as thick as a section of fire-hose, sagging down between his thighs next to two balls the size of eggs.

She reached out to touch it…!

Derek's eyes blinked open.

"What the fuck…? Who're you?"

It took him ten or fifteen seconds to wake up completely and recognize his landlady – nude, her hair down and her lush breasts dangling invitingly. For a few seconds longer, Derek felt sure he was having an unusually vivid and enjoyable wet dream.

Christ, what a knockout of a cunt! his dazed mind registered, tingling with lascivious appreciation. Then he felt her cool fingers tremulously running along his thick, soft cockshaft, which stirred in response… this was definitely no dream!

"Ms. Sutherland!" he gasped, scandalized.

"Yes, it's me, Derek. I'm here because I-I need it," Angela whispered desperately. "God, I need your hot cock in me so badly I could die from wanting it, Derek! It's been so long, so damned long, and I want to have sex so much it hurts! Oh, God – fuck me, Derek! Fuck me with your big cock, I want it so bad!"

Moaning, she hovered over his thighs and pressed his fat burning prick up between her breasts. Wild tremors of excitement raced through her flesh and his cock jerked, began to swell into erection, then quivered and pulsed in the valley between her boobs with fierce, throbbing eagerness.

Even though she'd anticipated it, or rather hoped for it to turn out this way, Angela was amazed by the speed of his response. He was fully erect within seconds and his stiff penis looked and felt gigantic… with a deep, desperate groan of pure lust, she parted her lips and thrust as much of his rigid meat as she could into her mouth.

"Oh, Christ, Ms. Sutherland! Shit! Suck it – Jesus, suck it for me!" Derek exclaimed.

She began to jerk him off as she blew him with ravenous sucking motions of her wet, slippery mouth. Angela trembled from head to foot with pent-up lust as she sucked her first cock.

The teacher had never gone down on a man in her life, let alone been screwed; in the years before her father became an invalid, totally dependent upon her, her job hadn't offered her many opportunities for dates. That, besides her natural shyness, had reduced her sex life to zero except for masturbation.

After a few weeks with the dildo, however, the tight lid of repression had been blown off her inhibitions for good, and now Angela sucked the boy's powerful young prick with feverish delight, raping her throat with his cockhead and actually choking herself in her reckless determination to master the art of fellatio and deep-throating immediately, by simple trial and error. She licked and squeezed his swollen, lemonlike balls, while whimpering passionately for his boiling load of come to be blasted into her mouth.

During her years as a teacher, Angela had raided the campus library and systematically devoured every book, pamphlet, and magazine article she could find about sex. Simultaneously, her own private collection of both scientific works on human sexuality and outright smut had grown and grown.

Angela had absorbed it all, information and myth alike, with an open mind and insatiable curiosity. She had vividly imagined herself fucking as she read and re-read all the books, especially the ones about oral sex.

As a result, the spinster teacher knew hundreds of wanton tricks – at least in theory. She knew how she could prevent Derek's massive cock from unloading too soon; she could give him a prolonged and expert blow job that would remain the most unforgettable erotic experience of his life.

But, at this wild moment, nothing else mattered to her except having him shoot off his burning jism into her madly sucking mouth and gulping throat, so that she could finally find out exactly what it felt and tasted like to swallow a man's sperm.

Angela knew, too, that if she simply rammed his prick deep into her aching cunt, he would come in seconds. And at his age, he would probably be able to ejaculate again and again, for as long as she knew how to arouse him…!

"Jesus, Ms. Sutherland! Christ! What a blow job! Suck it, baby! Uh!" Derek grunted, thrashing and writhing on the bed. "Uh – I'm gonna come! Gonna fucking shoot!"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, come in my mouth – give me your come!" the brunette moaned in a delirium of pleasure as Derek's thick, hot prick quivered and swelled up even fatter between her burning lips.

Her fist around the base of the turgid, throbbing organ jerked it faster; and then, with a deep groan, Derek spurted his rich fiery cream into Angela's waiting mouth, in great salty gushes… she swallowed the thick come with a ravenous greed once she got her first taste of its pungency, feeling the semen tingle her tongue and sear her throat.

Even after Derek's cock went limp inside her mouth, she continued to jerk and suck on it, whimpering with obscene joy, craving every molten drop.

CHAPTER TWO

PRIVATE LESSONS

"Hot damn!" Derek groaned. "That was something else, Ms. Sutherland! Too fucking much!"

He had had a few girls go down on him before; but their reluctant, clumsy lips were nothing compared to the wild oral frenzy Angela Sutherland had just displayed. She straightened up, her luscious breasts swaying, her eyes hot with lust… Derek still found it hard to believe that this utterly sexual creature could be his dowdy, prim landlady – and his disbelief grew, along with his erection, as he heard her speak:

"That was wonderful, Derek," Angela panted. "Just – oh, delicious! Listen, you darling boy – I want us to suck and fuck all night long. I want you to ram that gorgeous cock of yours everywhere – I want you to fuck me between my tits, and in my throat, and plunge every beautiful stud inch of that prick up my hot cunt until I scream for mercy!"

"And I want you to go down on me, lick my cunt and suck it until I faint from coming so much… do you understand, Derek? I want sex! All kinds of sex! Everything! I'm hot, damn it!"

Hot hardly seemed like an adequate word for it! Angela was explosive – on fire – desperate, all but crazed by her urgent lust. After years of tormenting abstinence, her first taste of real sex had ignited a fierce, demanding need for more in her loins.

All of the shockingly obscene words that she had secretly used during her private erotic fantasies were pouring from her lips unrestrainedly now, exciting her still more. She loved the lewd sounds, after years of using polite, precise vocabulary in her capacity as a teacher. Just to be able to say the word fuck out loud to another person was a tremendous liberating experience in itself!

"Suck on my titties, Derek," she coaxed the boy in a low moan, pulling his head against her heaving breasts. "Kiss my hot stiff nipples, you beautiful young stud – um, yes, suck them, suck harder."

She wrapped her lithe legs around his waist, crushing his wet, sucking mouth over one of her pointed nipple cones and making slow, sensuous rutting swivels with her hips – her cunt was already so drenched with its own flowing juices that she smeared the lubrication all over Derek's flat, hard stomach.

In spite of her inner heat, the passionate teacher controlled herself in order to draw out the suspense, savoring the delay, the anticipation, letting Derek swab her nipples with his tongue… she had read more than enough about cunnilingus, but she had never actually had her pussy eaten. Would Derek be sophisticated enough to want to give it a try?

"Slide your mouth down me now, darling," she urged huskily, pushing on his shoulders. "Kiss my tummy… ah, yes, now lick it, lick! Oh, oh God, that's wonderful, it feels divine! Now… lick around my hot juicy pussy, oh please, Derek! Do it! Taste me there – my cuntlips first, then my thighs – oh, yes, you sweet boy! Ah, that teasing is driving me wild, it makes me want to fuck like anything!"

"I love your mouth on my cunt! Eat me out now! Suck my cunt! Lick and suck: yes, push your tongue in deep, oh! Oh, God in heaven – it's, it, uh! It's fantastic! I love it! It's wild! Suck it, eat me! Eat my cunt! Suck on my hot juicy cunt, you mother fucking stud bastard! Suck my cunt!"

No amount of book learning and theory had prepared the sex-starved virgin for the shattering cataclysmic thrills now storming through her madly pulsing vagina! Shrill screams of pleasure were torn from her throat as Derek sucked at her juicy cuntlips before plunging his thick tongue deep into the hot slit between the swollen, palpitating folds of genital flesh. Raving, Angela locked her damp thighs fiercely around the boy's head and ground her cunt up against his mouth and tongue in a fever.

"Oh, God, I love it – I love being sucked! Eat it, darling! Lick! Lick and suck! Fuck me with that tongue… ah, Christ, it's wonderful, oh, Jesus, I think – yes! – I'm coming! Coming! Good God! Ah!"

For a moment or two Derek was afraid he would be suffocated by her convulsing quim as the screaming, thrashing teacher clawed at his bare back with her nails and humped her overflowing cunt against his lips in a frenzy.

He had only gone down on one other girl in his life; and, while her pussy had tasted sweet and hot, Angela's greedily suctioning snatch was a syrupy pit of liquid fire! Her honeyed juices poured out of her in a tiny flood, as orgasm after orgasm gripped her vaginal walls and squeezed the proof of her ecstasy out of her like wine from a winepress.

Suddenly she went rigid, clutching at his shoulders desperately, her head thrown back…!

"Fuck me, now!" she demanded breathlessly. "Now, God damn it! Now! Oh, God, shove it into me, every fucking inch of that prick, fuck me – take me – screw me shitless, I'll do anything, just give me that hot cock! Oh, Christ! I can't wait any longer, I've got to have it in me! Your big hot prick, I want it."

Derek didn't need any further urging in his aroused state. He mounted the feverish Angela at once, and she quickly seized and guided his engorged cock between her slippery cuntlips.

The mass of the burning rod pushing deep and savagely into her throbbing twat set off the most intense feelings that Angela had experienced yet: sobbing and shrieking, she bit Derek's lips when he tried to kiss her and raked her nails over his back. His hips lunged, driving his prick in and out of her greedy vagina in furious fucking thrusts.

"Christ, Ms. Sutherland! What a juicy cunt you've got! Oh, hell, it's so tight and – shit, I can't hold my load! Fuck, it's too hot and tight, oh God!"

"Yes, shoot in me!" Angela raved, tugging at his sweaty, disheveled hair. "Come! Come in me! Come inside my hot cunt now, now, oh right now! Let me feel it spurting out into my pussy… fuck me harder, make yourself come, yes, yes, oh yes!"

He was unable to hold back his impetuous ejaculation while her madly aroused pussy muscles writhed and squeezed around his hard-on with demonic energy, milking him dry. Derek felt his jism being drained from his balls by Angela's silken-textured cunt.

She pressed her heated breasts up against his chest and drove her tongue deep into his mouth. Deep moans of intense, lustful pleasure burst from their kissing lips and filled the air as they came together.

Long after Derek had gone limp inside her, she continued to clasp his deflated cock in her fiery slit, fucking against his body in violent, involuntary spasms. Finally, she relaxed her grip on his organ and let it slip out of her mushy slit.

"Oh, God, how I needed that!" Angela sobbed, pressing Derek's face down on her perspiring breasts. "I almost – almost went out of my mind, I was so horny, darling! Jesus Christ! Now listen, lover. Run into my bedroom and get my cigarettes from the table next to the bed, will you? Then go downstairs and get us something to drink. There's a bottle of wine in the refrigerator. We can have a drink before we do it again. There's no rush now. I just want us to… to fuck and suck forever!"

Angela watched her lover get off the bed and leave the room, her eyes devouring his powerfully muscled young body. A hot, delicious glow radiated from her still-pulsating cunt outward to every inch of her flushed flesh. For the first time in years, she felt truly relaxed.

She moaned softly as she stroked her swollen pussylips and clit, feeling how her aperture was flooded by the sticky wetness of Derek's fresh come.

He returned with the wine and cigarettes, and for a few minutes Angela lay on the bed smoking and gratefully sipping a glass of the chilled wine. Suddenly she reached out to caress Derek's cock.

"How was I to fuck?" she inquired lewdly, smiling at him. "Compared to girls your age, I mean?"

"Terrific! Honest, Ms. Sutherland – that was the greatest, uh, lay I ever had," Derek replied truthfully. "Are you – um – always like this? This wild?"